yesterday I woke up
with the remnants
of my dream clinging
to me like sleep
seeds in the corners
of my eyes, like gossamer
webs I walked through,

I was looking down,
down, into a ravine,
into the abyss
below the bridge,
into forever,
I kept looking down,
and my gaze kept
dropping down,
down with nowhere
to rest, nowhere to say,
this is the end